"You..."
Nan Baixuan was so infuriated by Chu Fan's words that she was almost choking.
Her delicate face flushed red, and she panted heavily.
She had finally set aside her pride and intended to have a calm conversation with Chu Fan.
Instead, she was met with indifference.
Before Nan Baixuan could press further, Chu Fan turned away.
Nan Baixuan, snapping back to her senses, quickly accelerated to catch up. But how could a young girl possibly outrun a demon god?
Seeing the distance between her and Chu Fan widening, with no hope of catching up, Nan Baixuan huffily shouted, "You lunatic! If you have the guts to leave, then never come back!"
Chu Fan's steps did not falter, and he soon disappeared at the end of the road.
"Hmph!"
Watching Chu Fan vanish before her eyes, Nan Baixuan, enraged, kicked the ground repeatedly.
"You dare to ignore me, Miss Nan! Just you wait. No matter how many secrets you hide, I, Nan Baixuan, will uncover all of them one day."
Nan Baixuan had initially been completely uninterested in Chu Fan.
Now, however, she secretly vowed to unearth every detail about him.
At the Nan residence, everyone learned how Chu Fan had detoxified Nan Xiuming.
Upon hearing that he had done nothing but stand and direct Luo Wuwen on needle insertion, complaints erupted.
"What kind of master is this? It's all thanks to Divine Doctor Luo, isn't it?"
"Exactly, all looks and no substance..."
"Enough!"
Nan Zi'an suddenly spoke, silencing the murmurs.
It wasn't that he wanted to defend Chu Fan, but his intuition told him that Chu Fan was far more complex than he appeared.
If these complaints reached the old man's ears, and if the elder were to fall ill again, leaving even Divine Doctor Luo helpless, wouldn't they all have to beg on their knees?
Humiliation once was enough.
"Zi'an, tell me, how could Father have been poisoned?"
Nan Ziyun approached his father, eager to investigate Nan Xiuming's poisoning.
The thought of the elder being poisoned so silently sent chills down his spine.
Nan Zi'an shook his head.
Qin Xue hesitated before speaking, "Little Fan mentioned earlier that if we had been two hours later with the treatment, we would have been preparing for the funeral."
The two brothers' faces darkened.
They understood that the poisoner intended to kill the elder silently, or at least make it look like an accident.
Speculation ran wild as everyone tried to deduce who had poisoned Nan Xiuming.
Nan Baishan listened quietly. Only after Qin Xue and her husband left did he step forward and say, "Dad, do you think this might have been staged?"
"What do you mean?"
Nan Ziyun asked curiously, while others also looked at him with confusion.
"I mean, the poisoner is that brat!"
Nan Baishan's expression was calm as he continued his analysis, "Otherwise, how could he have known that Grandpa was poisoned just by standing and watching?"
"Divine Doctor Luo, who acted personally, couldn't figure out Grandpa's poisoning, nor how to detoxify him."
"He seemed to have known all along that Grandpa's unconscious state was due to poison, and also how to detoxify it."
"So, is there a possibility that the poison Grandpa was afflicted with was..."
Nan Baishan didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood his implication.
The room suddenly became very quiet.
The others already held biases against Chu Fan, and under Nan Baishan's guidance, they increasingly felt his analysis was plausible.
"Why would he do this?"
Nan Ziyun pondered, unable to fathom Chu Fan's motive for staging such an event.
Nan Baishan replied with utmost confidence, "Isn't it just to highlight his own extraordinary nature?"
"He knows he's not well-received in our Nan family and is constantly being ostracized."
"By doing this, it's as if he's skyrocketed, allowing him to lord over the Nan family."
A young member of the Nan family interjected, "But Divine Doctor Luo seems to genuinely respect him!"
Nan Baishan chuckled softly, "It is precisely because he possesses a certain level of medical skill that he could poison Grandpa so subtly."
"Moreover, Grandpa's poison might have been administered only after he arrived."
Could it really be like this?
The more they thought about it, the more reasonable Nan Baishan's analysis seemed.
Nan Ziyun's face grew grim, and he gritted his teeth, "If that's the case, then he's just asking for death!"
"Why don't we summon him back and confront him directly?"
"How dare he scheme against us and make us kneel! He's truly tired of living!"
Nan Baishan shook his head. "It's useless. We have no evidence."
"We can only investigate him secretly. With evidence, we'll have leverage."
"At that time, Uncle Two's family won't have anything to say!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Qin Xue, now in control of Yuxue Pharmaceuticals, held a vastly different status than before, and the Nan family dared not bully them as they had in the past.
If they confronted Chu Fan without evidence, she, as Chu Fan's aunt, would undoubtedly side with him.
However, with evidence, Qin Xue would have no choice.
"Xiao Shan, well done!"
Nan Ziyun clapped his son heavily on the shoulder. "Leave this matter to you to investigate!"
Everyone else nodded in approval.
Nan Baishan's expression was resolute, and he thumped his chest, guaranteeing, "I, Nan Baishan, will certainly not disappoint everyone!"
Chu Fan, who had already returned to Wanshu Mountain Villa, was unaware that his good intentions had not only been misinterpreted but had also landed him in trouble.
Wanshu Mountain Villa.
Upon his return, Nan Zi'an found Chu Fan meditating in his room.
"Xiao Fan, tell your Uncle honestly, what else are you hiding?"
Previously, Nan Zi'an had considered Chu Fan to be an utterly useless burden.
On the way back, he had done a lot of thinking.
His thoughts were similar to Nan Baixuan's; he wanted to determine if he had misjudged Chu Fan, seeing him through the cracks of a door.
He seemed idle and incompetent.
In reality, he was deeply concealed.
"Uncle, what are you talking about? What am I hiding?"
Chu Fan feigned ignorance, unwilling to give Nan Zi'an a definitive answer.
He had seen the Nan family's true colors before.
If Nan Zi'an learned about his situation, the other Nan family members would soon find out as well.
At that point, with the Nan family leveraging their relationship with his aunt, wouldn't they become unbearably arrogant?
"If you weren't hiding anything, then why didn't we know your medical skills were superior to Divine Doctor Luo's before?"
Chu Fan replied helplessly, "You never asked me!"
His single sentence rendered Nan Zi'an speechless.
It was true that they hadn't asked Chu Fan about such matters before; more often than not, they had admonished him for being too arrogant.
Considering Chu Fan's extraordinary medical skills that even Divine Doctor Luo admired, Nan Zi'an immediately asked, "Xiao Fan, since you possess such high medical expertise, do you plan to develop your career in the medical field?"
"If you wish, Uncle can fully support you!"
"With our combined strength, we can earn a lot of money!"
Nan Zi'an's sincerity was evident.
Witnessing Chu Fan's exceptional medical skills, he recalled the Nine Revolutions Spirit Returning Pill that Chu Fan had given his wife earlier for treatment, and it was likely genuine.
He had tried countless methods over the years to resolve the poison in his wife but had failed.
Chu Fan had simply given her a few pills, and the poison was gone.
This indicated that he must possess ancient, unparalleled prescriptions.
If Chu Fan was willing to reveal them and they were properly packaged and promoted, the Nan family would become the leading pharmaceutical force in Shanhai.
"Uncle, no need!"
"Because I'm not interested in money."